Wednesday, August 22, 2007

The Missing Nuts

Years ago, Daddoo and I were arguing about who ate the last handful of my favorite dry roasted, unsalted, whole cashews.

“I didn’t do it,” he says.
“Really, who then?” I sneer accusingly.
“I’m telling you, I didn’t do it. He insists. “Maybe one of the kids ate them.”
“Look, Kid Sid is allergic to nuts; Scrawny ,won’t touch cashews with a 10-foot-pole.”
“Well, I guess that leaves you or the baby.”
“Fine!” I retort, as I storm out of the room.

Subsequently I hear, “Bennneeeeeeeee, come here quick! ”
I dash into the nursery to find Daddoo wiping Furr-ball's butt. Pointing to chunky clusters of undigested cashews in a soiled diaper, he smirks, “ I told you I didn’t do it.”

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1 comment:

Deborah Dera said...

That's disgusting - but hilarious!

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